The Toulon Group 7 is a poor agricultural planet

  Old Pete slowly sailed into the planet's atmosphere in a small transport ship.

  It can be seen that the environment of this planet is not very good, the vast majority of the land is desert, and only a few of the land are oases.

  At this moment, his transport ship landed on a berth in an oasis.

  "Your crew members will be temporarily housed in a labor camp, where they will only need to work on time every day, and they will be provided with three meals a day, as well as basic clothing and accommodation.

  As the commander instructed, wait until the day you return to discuss their future resettlement plans. Said the lady officer in charge of escorting Pete Sr.

  Old Pete looked at the figures working on the farm in the distance, and he asked curiously: "Are the people who work here all in labor reform?"

  The lady replied, "Yicheng is a local aborigine, and they can do some management work, which is relatively easy.

  Forty percent are immigrants from other planets, and the last fifty percent are some labor prisoners who have committed lesser crimes, and only need to work here for a certain period of time to be free.

  When the time comes, they can choose to continue living here or travel to other planets. "

  As old Pete approached a farm, he was surprised to see the prisoners' handcuffs working and chatting happily.

  The shackles they wear are single, and they only serve the role of positioning and injecting some anesthetics when necessary, and do not restrict them from working and living.

  Soon, Old Pete was taken outside a farm.

  The farm is large, and although the crops inside are not very prosperous, at least there are signs of growth, which is completely different from the desert outside the oasis.

  "This planet has previously been assessed to be highly transformable, although desertification is severe, but it is highly removerable. With continuous efforts, it will be possible to transform into an extraordinary habitable planet in less than fifty years.

  The food produced is enough to feed 10 billion people.

  All of this is carried out according to the system of the commander, and the most valuable planet is transformed as much as possible, so that the quality of life of the local residents can be improved.

  Persuade the aborigines of those planets with no transformation value to leave as much as possible, and then set those planets as industrial planets, so that even if industrial production will pollute the environment, the impact will be greatly reduced.

  In a situation like this, all the territories under the governance of the Green Kite Legion are going on.

  Regardless of the slow pace of reform, some may take centuries.

  But a comrade-in-arms of mine who has been reading for a few years once said that the commander is the next big chess game about people's livelihood.

  At most, three hundred years, all the planets under the rule of the Green Kite Legion will live a life without food and clothing!"

  Old Pete noticed that the lady's eyes were full of light when she spoke.

  He didn't speak.

  He walked into the farm, and he saw his old fellows sitting in chairs next to them, eating bread and drinking white porridge.

  The bread was piping hot, and the air was filled with the smell of bread.

  White porridge is not the kind of porridge where you can't see a few grains of rice in it, but a full of rice grains!

  He noticed that his old buddy still had some dirt on his fingers that hadn't been cleaned.

  And on their faces, I saw a smile that I hadn't seen in a long time.

  Soon, the old fellows, when they found their old captain, stood up immediately, but some of them still did not forget to nibble on a few mouthfuls of bread.

  It's because they've not eaten such delicious food in a long time, even though they've eaten one on that starship before.

  But who would be disgusted with such delicious food?

  "As the commander instructed, you can live with them here. I'll pick you up in two days. After the lady finished speaking, she turned around and left.

  ——————

  Two days later, when the lady arrived, she was surprised to find that the old pirate was dressed neatly, and although it was not particularly good-looking, it was the simplest uniform distributed to the laborers, but at least it was worn to keep them warm.

  The old pirate wore this new suit and waited early outside the farm.

  The original pirates on the farm are all working at the moment, but you can notice that they still quietly glance at this side.

  Don't look at them as pirates before, but they still have no problem with these farm work, after all, they have strength.

  "Hello sir. Old Pete learned the etiquette of the young kite, saluted the lady who escorted him, and then raised his hands so that the other party could put on his prisoner's bracelet.

  "The commander said, I don't need to wear it for you now. "The lady officer took old Pete into the car and headed for the small transport.

  She felt that after not seeing her for the past two days, the old pirate had less anger on his body and more like a farmer, and there was still some unwashed dirt in his nails.

  Old Pete took a deep breath with a hint of a smile on his face: "Life here is so good. "

  The lady looked at Old Pete in some surprise.

  Old Pete looked at the people who were busy in the fields.

  "I was wondering why these prisoners were working here honestly, but I have understood it thoroughly for the past two days.

  Because they see hope, hope in life.

  Unlike before, when I was a child, I was actually born on a certain planet in the Western Regions Galaxy, where resources were poor, and I had to be oppressed by aristocratic slave owners, and I discriminated against the existence of other races.

  The previous life was hopeless, a gray and gloomy with no end in sight, without a trace of brilliance.

  In fact, what we ordinary people want is very simple, that is, to live our own small life in a land where we will not suffer discrimination and can live by our own efforts.

  If it weren't for the fact that there was no hope in sight, who would want to be the interstellar pirate who fled everywhere and everyone shouted and beat him. Old Pete seemed to be talking to himself.

  The lady didn't speak, she understood what old Pete meant's words meant.

  Because as he said, if she could enjoy a quiet life, maybe she didn't join the Blue Kite Army in the first place.

  Of course, she doesn't regret her choice now.

  Because she had faith, that man, and she believed that that man could make her and her relatives who were still in her hometown live a better life.

  For this, she is willing to fight for that man.

  "No matter what your commander wants to go to the City of Stars this time, even if I give up this cheap life, I will take it for him!

  If nothing else, just so that he can give us ordinary people, a decent life!

  Don't let our children wander among the stars. "

  As he spoke, Old Pete was already standing on the docked platform, and he looked up at the glowing stars in the distant sky.

  "It's so warm. "

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